The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

Feng Maolin hugged his daughter with a painful expression on his face.

"Father already knows, this car accident—" He originally wanted to say it was an accident, but then remembered that someone wanted to kill Feng Chuxiao to silence him.

A shadow flashed in his eyes: "Whoever wants to harm my son will have to pay the price!"

Feng Chuyue leaned in the arms of the scumbag, her eyes were full of sarcasm.

If one dies, the other is much more important. Are you willing to make people pay the price?

After all, she is your son's real mother!

"Father, you must find out the culprit and avenge your brother's family!"

Feng Maolin patted his daughter on the back: "Okay, avenge your brother."

"Your nephew and the others..."

He originally wanted to ask where the body was, and he asked someone to dispose of it. No matter what, he would always bring the ashes home.

But as soon as he spoke, he felt his daughter trembling all over.

"Okay, okay, Dad won't ask."

"Don't cry, crying too much is bad for your health."

Feng Maolin looked like a loving father.

His eyes were also red, but he didn't know whether it was from staying up all night or what happened.

He refused to let him cry, but Feng Chuyue wanted to hold him and cry, tears kept rubbing against him.

Of course, Feng Maolin would not dislike his daughter's tears, but his clothes were wet, and it would be hard to see people later.

After finally appeasing his daughter, he went out.

Ask the assistant to buy a set of clothes for himself, and then find Inspector Carl.

Inspector Karl looked at the middle-aged man, actually a little curious in his heart.

His daughter teamed up to hide it from him, as if suspecting that the person behind the scenes had something to do with this man.

It's really sad that a father doesn't even trust his own children.

"Mr. Inspector, hello. I am Feng Chuxiao's father, Feng Maolin."

Inspector Carl shook hands with Feng Maolin: "Hello, I am Inspector Karl, in charge of this case."

"Inspector Carl, I want to know more about the specific situation."

Carl hesitated: This man didn't even go to understand the case first.

However, it was only a moment before his expression returned to normal.

He called another police officer and asked him to introduce the whole process of the case to Feng Maolin.

From the beginning, he thought it was a large-scale car accident, but later, his daughter Feng Chuyue told the traffic police that the suspicion was murder.

After Feng Maolin heard about it, his brows did not relax: "My daughter was also at the scene? Why did she think it was murder?"

"It should be that the car behind followed your son and was found."

"There are some devices in that car that are not used by ordinary people."

"It was later verified that the two men were from a Siberian mercenary organization. People in this organization have a Siberian wolf tattoo on their bodies, which is easy to identify."

"I want to watch the surveillance video of the scene, is that okay?"

It is not too much for Feng Maolin to make such a request.

"Of course, but the monitoring is rather vague, and if you are looking at the monitoring, you have to go back to the police station with us. Just in time, we also hope that you can provide some ideas and catch the mastermind behind the scenes as soon as possible."

Feng Maolin nodded: "Of course, I also hope that the murderer can be caught as soon as possible. I will fully cooperate with the police."

"Then now, do you want to see your son's attending doctor?"

Carl reminded him.

"Okay!" Feng Maolin nodded, "Thank you Inspector Karl, the child has an accident, I really..."

Carl understood without saying a word.

He also comforted him: "Fortunately, you have a good daughter. Her brother has an accident, and she is all the support."

"That girl is headstrong. She came to Mei Country this time to pester her brother to play. Fortunately, she is not in the same car."

"Otherwise, I can't imagine how to explain to their mothers if they want to lose a pair of children at the same time."

Karl felt weird when he heard this, but he couldn't think of anything weird.

After all, the country is different, maybe it is a cultural difference, the way of speaking is different.

Carl took Feng Maolin and his party to find a doctor.

The doctor glanced at Inspector Karl behind Feng Maolin, and said as he had agreed.

"Mr. Feng suffered from intracranial hemorrhage. Whether he can be rescued depends on whether he can wake up within 72 hours. Our doctors have tried their best."

"If you can wake up, follow-up recovery?"

Feng Maolin asked for the best result.

"If you can wake up, you can basically recover. It may take a little longer, but at least people can still live normally."

"What if you can't wake up?" Feng Maolin was sullen, obviously unwilling to hear the result.

"Vegetative, it may soon..." The doctor didn't need to say the following words.

This is something that every family member of a patient does not want to hear.

"Doctor, I hope to treat her with all my strength and use the best medicine. Even if there is only one percent hope, we, as parents, don't want to give up!"

Feng Maolin held the doctor's hand tightly. This was the truest reaction of a father who was about to lose his son.

The doctor opened his mouth several times, wanting to confess to Feng Maolin, but was stopped by Karl.

He could only say: "Even if the patient has only a glimmer of hope, we will not give up."

"Relax, Mr. Feng will definitely wake up."

The last sentence made Carl frown.

Doctors shouldn't say that.

Feng Maolin didn't seem to notice anything wrong, but was comforted by the doctor's words.

"Please allow me to call his mother first."

Feng Maolin sorted out his emotions and smiled at Inspector Karl and the doctor.

Nurse Wei Lan answered Feng Maolin's call.

"President Feng, Madam has fallen asleep."

Wei Lan went to the bathroom with her mobile phone, while lowering her voice to talk to Feng Maolin.

"Oh, how's Madam's mood these two days? Is her appetite good? How's her physical condition?"

Wei Lan looked at her young face in the mirror, then lowered her head, answering Feng Maolin's question.

"You ask so many questions in one breath, which one do you want to hear from me?"

"Madam is in a bad mood and can't eat. Just last night, Zhou's mother went out and bought some cakes for her, and she ate a few mouthfuls."

"Mr. Qin visited Madam last night, and Madam talked with him for a long time."

"However, I went to get hot water at that time, and I don't know what they said."

"Perhaps Mr. Qin comforted me, Madam finally managed to eat something."

Feng Maolin's face turned ugly for a moment.

Mr. Qin, there is no one else except Qin Yansheng!

This man was once his rival.

Because of his father-in-law, Chu Lian prefers Qin Yansheng.

Qin Yansheng and Chu Qingying were childhood sweethearts, if he hadn't appeared, they would have gotten married step by step.

However, fortunately, Aying's heart was completely tied to him afterwards.

Thinking that Qin Yansheng was just his own defeated general, the corners of Feng Maolin's mouth rose slightly, and his anger dissipated a lot.

"If seeing old friends can make Madam feel better, let her see them more."

Feng Maolin's words were full of demeanor.

Wei Lan was also a little surprised, she didn't expect Mr. Feng to be so generous.